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PET opinion essay Since a few years ago, electronic books have been sold increasingly. Nowadays you can buy one title, write the number of your credit card, sign up and wait until it´s downloaded. Although this might sound, if we tend to emphasize this, like a revolution in literature or the reading entertainment, in fact many people still keep on using the old format. The majority of people that continue preferring the classical books tend to argue that they like having the history on their hands; they are used to pass the pages with their own fingers; they like to feel it. Furthermore, it´s a problem among the ebooks, and it´s the issue of the electronic ink. One day, when I was talking about this with a friend of mine, he told me that he can´t read much time on the surface of a screen. On the other hand, we have a good amount of costumers that already like to buy and read books on their own ebooks. They pay the called “Kindle” in amazon. They like the light load: “With an ebook you can bring with yourself as many books as you like. Right now, I have with me more than a thousand”, tell us one of the surveyed. To conclude, we don´t know how the entertainment can change from here to few years ahead, but we always will see people willing to embrace these changes and people more conservative.

PET Review: Animal Farm Recently, I had the pleasure to read one of the most famous books written by the English journalist George Orwell. It´s a short political history where the politician are changed slightly and are played by different farm animals. When the life of a well-grown-up pig is suddenly going to end, it starts giving an honorable speech, that its meaning resembles to Karl Marx´s ideology. Since then, the other creatures, from ducks to horses or mares, decide to expulse their human owner at once. Only a few hours later, they take the farm-house control and begin with a left wing revolution. The personality and the specie of each character, according distinct types of workers, is very acid and accurate. The plot resemebles the history of the soviet union, and if you know a few things about history you will laugh bitterly. Regarding the length, it does not take much time to read it; in fact, if you like it, perhaps you will read almost all the pages in a row. Summarazing, it´s a classical and famous book of the twentieth century, and I would recommend its reading to everyone.

A Little Fictional History Four years ago, when i had just attained to pass my driving exam, I was driving for my first time when it happened. I felt safe and peaceful, and I was in a big mall´s parking. Suddenly, while i was focused on the road and starting the car, a Little old vehicle appears from nowhere. He was surpassing the speed limit and forced me to change the direction. In the end, our cars crashed at their sides; we both stopped and got off the car. Our cars were damaged. ––What were you doing, dude? ––he shouted at me shaking with violence his hands. I started being very nervous, and I answered the same phrase making the same movements: ––What were you doing, dude? ––What do you think when you are driving? Do you think the road is only yours? I didn´t know what to say; just tried to do the same, but speaking very clumsy. ––What do you think when you are driving? Do you think the road is only yours? –– he asked me, and push me with much force. He turned more aggressive and the situation looks like to get worse. I became mute at the moment, and my next source was run away scared. After a few steps, I stopped and looked back : he was waiting by the side of my car, staring at me with curiosity. For a short instant, the feeling that i already knew the guy crossed my mind. Then, I understood that I was doing nothing and I had to return. Many people, who had watched the show, went closer surrounding us. ––Sorry, it wasn´t my fault…–– I remarked. ––Are you kidding? Look at that –– he put his hand on my shoulder and pointed at one signal. I hardly recognised it: Damn it! It was a traffic signal: “Yield”. ––He, he… ––Did you think that i was the guilty? I fix cars as a job, and i know how to drive them. Finally, once I accepted my fault, we were talking too much time until we could attain a fair treatment. We didn´t have to call the police in order to obtain assistance. I took my car to my family´s mechanic and I saw him, that guy, with a smile in his face. ––He, he… -- I just said.